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Buffoons! Few expected a goddess as nificent as Viola to excel in weaponry But, when you had a childhood as lonely as hers, with no one to rely on, you learned to protect yourself in creative ways
“Let’s begin our chat, shall we?” Cri s, he eased down All the while, his buddy Gangrene paced behind him
She could guess what they wished to discuss For months, a third Fallen One with blue skin and silver eyes had tracked her from realm to realm His nah he only ever revealed hier surrounded her, or when she hunted prey for Fluffy, her beloved soulmate A Tasmanian devil slash vampire—or rather, devampire
Fluffy had saved her life on more than one occasion Literally! He was a better person than oal How many others could say the same?
Foolish Brochan had developed a routine Materialize, save the day if needed, then point to her and intone, “Forsaken” before vanishing He did no more and no less Despite his denunciation, he never harmed her or allowed others to do so
Clearly, he’d fallen in love with her and had no idea how to express his feelings properly Surprise, surprise Join the club, big boy
How Brochan must hate hiered for the female who’d stolen his brother’s lifeforce The eternal battery
In her defense, she did what she wanted, when she wanted, without fail It was like science or soh, yes, her actions had condemned the Sent One—McCadden—to a mortal death
Did she feel guilt and regret? Of course But also, no Mostly no Everything she did, she did for Fluffy’s wellbeing What was there to regret?
There was no line she wouldn’t cross for the little darling Fluffy had never lied to her His growls and buzzing noises always proclaimed the truth He’d never betrayed her or abandoned her, either Had never bitterly resented her, s of jealousy inside
What was Brochan’s probleifted her with top-of-the-line i Scarcely a year had passed since she’d fed it to Fluffy, yet her adorable devampire already required another meal
Viola’s stoain and again, Brochan had ruined her efforts to procure any sustenance How many more months—weeks?—could her baby last?
Can’t lose hiered her precious and lived to tell the tale In fact, Viola already considered Brochan a dead man Now, she had only to decide on the means